My name is Leslie Anne Levine 
My mother birthed me down a dry revine 
My mother birthed me far too soon 
Born at nine and dead at noon 

Fifteen years gone now 
I still wander this parapet 
And shake my rattle bone 
Fifteen years gone now 
I still cling to the petticoats 
Of the girl who died with me 

On the roofs above the streets 
The only love I've known's a chimney sweep 
Lost and lodged inside a flue 
Back in 1842 

Fifteen years gone now 
I still wail from these catacombs 
And curse my mother's name 
Fifteen years gone now 
Still a wastrel mesallied 
Has brought this fate on me 

My name is Leslie Anne Levine 
I've got no one left to mourn for me 
My body lies inside its grave 
In a ditch not far away 

Fifteen years gone now 
I still wander this parapet 
And shake my rattle bone 
Fifteen years gone now 
I still cling to the petticoats 
Of the girl who died with me